Grey thunder clouds passing overhead...
would they pass the parched earth by?
He rushed out and turned on the spray hose
... that magnetic current arc from it
to the mercy carriers...
suddenly... lightning answered..
and rent the clouds
.. the dwindling pond was starred
with rain dropp circles
...
as great love respnnds to
even tiny acts
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
the 2nd d in dropp occurs often as a poemhunter device